SELENE, lucien castle

♚(09) thanksgiving

ʻ Are you falling in love?
i have a feeling you are.
are you falling in love?
i have a feeling you are.ʼ

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LUCIEN FOUND Cerelia in his room.

"Why are you not in your cell?" he asked, making her turn to look at him from where she was looking outside the window.

"I thought you wanted me to give Camille company." Cerelia retorted.

"Well, you don't seem to be doing that, do you?"

"Washroom break." She shrugged.

He snorted. "No. You seem to be planning for your next escape, isn't it?"

Cerelia sighed, rolling her eyes to herself. "Yes, of course. Jumping from the window and then end up seeing you orgasm. How exciting."

"Ah, no need to be so honest, love." he chuckled before he dumped down three boxes on the bed. "Here, I got you something."

Cerelia raised a brow at him. "Am I dreaming, Mr. Castle?"

"You wish you were." he laughed softly. "We have to go to Thanksgiving's dinner tomorrow. With the Mikaelsons. Try on these dresses. I had a difficult time guessing your size."

"It's Thanksgiving already?" Cerelia asked softly.

"Yeah." he sighed. "Time flies."

"And the dinner is with the Mikaelsons?"

"Mhmhm." he nodded.

"They invited me?" she snorted.

"You're my plus one for the night."

Cerelia groaned dramatically. "Can't I stay here?"

"I'm not asking." Lucien offered her a false smile. "I'm telling you. We're going tomorrow to the dinner."

"Fine." she sighed, picking up the boxes. "I'll try them on and choose which one I'll wear."

"Hurry up, then. Camille might need your help finding that little medallion." he said sarcastically, turning to leave.

"Wait." Cerelia said softly, making him pause. "Um. . . what are you going to do with the medallion?"

"Last I checked," he turned back to look at her, "it was none of your business."

She raised her hands in defence. "I- I was just asking. No pressure or anything."

"Oh, I see what you're trying to do here." he snorted to himself. "Trying to get information out of me so that you can somehow inform Klaus at the dinner tomorrow."

"Why would I care about Klaus?" Cerelia shrugged. "He's literally no one to me."

Lucien laughed, sounding quite proud of her. "Honestly the best thing ever to come out of your mouth."